Consumed By Darkness-A Harry Potter Fanfiction

Prologue

AN: I am only going to say this once, all rights go to JK. Rowling, except the plot of this fan fiction. May involve mention of abuse, pain and scars but no descriptions. If you see a spelling or grammatical error, please let me know and I will fix it. There may be slight plot holes and this does not follow the story of Harry Potter, prologue set at end of forth year and then into fifth year. Also i know Harry doesn't actually know Luna until the start of fifth year, but I want them to know each other so they met why Harry was on a walk around the lake when Ron was annoyed at him and Luna was looking at the lake's life. I'm not great at sticking to any schedule or anything so it may take me ages to update. Sorry for the long AN but I won't put any more into this story because they annoy me so much as a reader. Thanks, WeirdoBookGeek :)

Harry POV

I told the gargoyle the password ("Sherbet Lemons") and stepped onto the stairs leading up to Headmaster Dumbledore's office, I wanted to ask him whether I was aloud to stay at Hogwarts rather than going back to the Dursley's, gods know I don't need to starve in the cupboard under the stairs for another summer. I already know what he's going to say though, the same thing he says every year, "You should be with your family, Harry. It's for the best.", how it's for the best is beyond me.

I'm so wrapped up in how I'm going to fail to convince him, I almost don't hear the voice on the other side of the door arguing, I'm about to knock, for it is rude to eavesdrop, when I hear a familiar voice say my name in their heated debate.

"Harry has almost got us killed multiple times Professor!" Hermione says angrily.

"Yeah, we should get more bloody money for being friends with that git!" Ron adds. There being paid to be my friends? My first friends are not true friends.

I hear Dumbledore reply calmly, but it makes my anger worse. "Now, please remember where the money is from, if we were to take much more we may be caught and that is the last thing we need, we have to keep him in the dark, don't you understand. Now Miss Weasley, how is his love for you coming along?"

"I've been giving him the love potions for the last month as you told me, sir, but they don't seem to be doing anything at all. He still is showing no interest and he keeps ignoring me." Ginny's whining voice penetrates the door. 

"He has resisted all of our attempts but keep trying the love potion and if it doesn't work then we'll just force the marriage contract, as I'm his legal guardian, and  Molly doesn't mind." I wonder if the love potions, don't make me love Ginny because I'm gay? Maybe I could ask Snape, say it's for a project, or I could just ask McGonagall, that might be easier. 

"Of course not Albus, I would love for Harry and Ginny to marry, then he suffers and accident and we get his vaults." I hear Molly say and I can't believe what i'm hearing, the people I thought family are trying to welcome me only to kill me for my money!

I hear shuffling of chairs in the office and realise, if I don't move, they are going to come out and see me. I sprint down the stairs of the office and decide against going back to the Gryffindor common rooms, so I don't see them and blab what I just heard. I think quickly of where to go and decide to take a walk in the grounds, it's quite cold and there is lots of cloud so I doubt many people will be out and about this kind of day. I get to the front doors and stroll out of them, trying to catch my breath from running down the stairs. 

A gust of cold air hits my bare arms as I realise I didn't have a cloak on. I think of going back upstairs before realising I can just use magic to call it to me so I call out clearly with my want in hand, "Accio cloak." then I think of actually reading for a while so I call out again "Accio charms books."and deciding I might be able to find the answer to my question on love potions I repeat "Accio potions books." I see my black cloak whizzing towards me and prepare to catch it, thanking my luck that I didn't accidentally call my invisibility cloak by mistake. Then my books are heading towards me and I suddenly realise I don't know how to catch them, then they all hit my torso- hard- knocking me to the floor.